Not Planned Love (R3)

. 72. The Hearts that Protect Each Other

📚. 72. The Hearts that Protect Each Other

"It's not just him trying his hardest to protect me. I will not hesitate to protect him." - Atriani Karamina Adriani

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A pair of hazelnut beads that look dim under the dim light of the teraphi aroma candle, staring at what is presented in front of him. It was getting dark, but his pair of hazel beads were not willing to rest. He looked again at the ruler of the heart who was sleeping beside him.

The owner of that beautiful face seemed to sleep peacefully. His face looked like a newborn baby. The fingers itch, want to constantly touch the surface. Supported by a pair of hazelnutu beads that can not be separated looking at the beautiful object. Ah, that beautiful man is too hard to resist his faith.

He thought, 3 months more is not enough time to fall in love. Moreover, they were married not because they were planned, let alone love. But in fact, on the first day he convinced to marry even though, his heart was bound. As a werewolf finds his mate, he also feels a strong bond there with the beautiful man.

So now, he did not need to cover up his feelings anymore. He loves this man. The man who managed to impress her is not just a capital look, but because of the maturity, responsibility, attention, courage, as well as the affection he gave. The more days he made the more fall hati because of it.

"I hope that one day our children will look like Yanda." She shrieked, touching her husband's firm jaw.

"His nature, his character, his character, everything he has he must have as well." Reciprocity.

"Because our children will have to be much tougher than we are. He still has to be able to resist the demands and friction from both internal and external."

His hazel bead stared at the figure.

"Kara?"

"Eh" the beautiful girl was clumsy, as her husband's body moved. The man woke up?

"Sleep. It's still night." He left without opening his eyes. But both his hands swiftly brought his wife's tiny body docked.

"Sleep."

"Hm." Kara replied small in the middle of her heart that was timid.

When it was felt that her husband's breathing had returned to order, it was a sign that he had fallen asleep again. The beautiful girl slowly released the summary of her husband's hand. Once successful, he moves as slowly as possible to minimize the sound created.

His hand moved quickly to grab his smartphone. He called a number that he intentionally did not name in his contacts.

"Hallo?" Ask, when the phone connection is connected to the other side.

"Why call?"

"How much you need help."

"Help??"

"Invest 10% of Kara's shares in the name of Kara's husband into the construction of a family recreation center in Hokkaido. Transfer 10% of Kara's shares to Kara's husband."

"Are you insane?! You want your grandfather to kill you??"

"What's? Kara doesn't care. Just do as I ask."

"F*T. You're bothering me and asking me to go crazy? You think your grandfather was just an ordinary old man? He's an oyabun. Kara Oyabun! The head of the yakuza group."

"Grandfather, let Kara handle it."

"Crazy?!"

"Don't berate. Kara needs her assurances tomorrow."

"Ck." Sounds upset from across there. "How much am I doing for work this time?"

"The Penthouse in Atlanta. Enough?"

"Hm, that's fine."

The hazelnut bead rolled his eyes lazily. This money lover if you have negotiated, must make his head dizzy. Penthouse in Atlanta which has a selling value of almost 2 M is still lacking for him.

"Plus the one Porsche you want. Satisfied?"

There was a big laugh from across there. "OKs. You are the most understanding client in the world."

"Basic, double eyes." Kara Syndicates. "Tomorrow Kara wants it all done."

"Ok, I take that as a compliment. Tomorrow it's over, Sakura-chan."

The hazel-looking beautiful girl disconnected her phone shortly afterwards. Afterwards, she decided to lie down next to her husband. Hugging the body hug-able tightly, looking for the best place for him to sleep.

"Yanda must be tired. Kara knows, Grandpa must've pressed yanda." His whisper.

"You should be honest."

"Yanda should have said the same to Kara. Kara doesn't want you to know why because of Kara." He nodded, closing his eyes.

"Kara dear yanda, very." His whisper. "I don't want you to get hurt by kara."

A pair of hazel beads were closed. Rest the hazelnut netra, after functioning 24 hours. When he had completely fallen into a dream, the pair of dark beads beside him moved and opened. Moving smoothly, turning a few degrees sideways from its position.

He looked at the figure who was sleeping in peace. The figure that a few minutes ago shook his heart through his simple words. He heard everything. Hearing the statement of the wife who worried about her condition. Apparently, his decision to keep the wife is the right way.

Cup

Let the smell of his typical shampoo filled his respiratory cavity. While embracing the tiny body, their memories repeated their conversation with Kara's grandfather.

"Make my grandson give me a surrogate."

Deg

"Remove my bloodline from her womb, and let me raise and educate her to be her mother's successor."

An option thrown by the flat-faced man, certainly will not be easy for Arsyad to forget in his mind. Even if his brain denies forgetting, his heart is working hard to remain stable and unemotional.

"No." The answer is steady, while looking up.

"I'm not going to ruin Kara's dream."

"Dreams?" The old man caught his attention. "My grandson is destined to be my successor. What else should he dream of?"

"No. Kara has the right to realize her dreams. That's enough, Kara's been too restrained."

"You think getting away from me will make Sakura free? You forgot the fact that he also inherited the blood of Korean nobility. You think it's easy to master him for yourself?"

Arsyad is not flinching. Before he looked up and opened his voice. "I don't mean to dictate any of Kara's life. However, I am only responsible for what I am supposed to do as a husband."

Arshad moved from his seat, feeling he had enough to talk. Before things get any less conducive, he should leave immediately. Not out of fear, he even more thought about the condition of the wife.

"Sit down." Hatake Wataya opens the sound.

"I've spoken enough to you. I stress once again, neither Kara nor our flesh and blood will I let you touch her."

Hatake Wataya grinned thinly. He underestimated the bluff of the young man who had not even turned 19 years old. She has spent her entire life becoming a Yakuza. Mentally as strong as steel. Just bluffing means nothing to him.

"Sit down."

"Sorry, I have to catch up with my wife soon."

"Sit down." Hatake Wataya said, again.

"Sorry,"

"Sit down, or I'll break your neck." Enzo opened his voice, pointing the sharp-eyed samurai who had been in the hands of the statue, towards Arsyad's neck.

Arsyad turned to Enzo. The owner of the name that was stared at so, scrunched his forehead confused. Just this time, he was threatening someone with a sharp samurai, yet that someone instead looked back at him.

"Sit down or...." Enzo did not finish his speech again, when he saw the response actions taken by the hands of his interlocutors.

In the next second, the samurai fell to the floor. It makes quite a tinkling sound. Seized the attention of the two men of Japanese nationality for a moment.

"That's enough, this conversation's over here." Said Arsyad open his voice, without caring about Enzo who was still in shock to see his pleasure in evading. Maybe information if he is a level 2 black belt holder escapes from his monitor. Perhaps his achievements in various martial sports also escaped his monitor, unfortunately.

The son of the formidable warrior RI and the brave Doctor is not that easy to be underestimated.

"Once again I emphasize, honourable Mr. Hatake Wataya. I love your granddaughter. I appreciate it as a companion. I will not hesitate to fight back, if anyone dares to touch it, or touch our bloodline." Condense Arsyad final, before bowing and retreating.

"Sir, I'm ready to execute your orders." Enzo opened his voice while kneeling.

Arsyad could still hear him, before he actually left the room. He said the decision was the best option. He came here to bring Kara and her grandfather together, in order to reduce the ethnic of hunting each other between the lines of authority Hatake Wataya. This is not what Arshad wants.

If he is asked to choose between his wife and his future baby, of course Arsyad will not choose one of them. Both mean a lot to him. As the word goes, no mother animal would willing her child to be hurt. Especially with humans. Kara and their future baby are God's blessings for her.

She and Kara have no plans to have a baby. However, the child is a gift in a marriage. Evidence of strong feelings that bind between him and his wife. It never occurred to them to separate their wives and children. If that were to happen, he would be with the ugliest animal on earth.

Arsyad grabbed his flat object on the nightstand near where he lay. His fingers surfed quickly on his touchscreen keyboard, to write a strand of messages. The message was intended for his Oms who were domiciled in New York. This time without hesitation, he was ready to take the offer.

"Sleep well hm." He then looked at the beautiful face of the wife.

A message from him has been sent, just waiting for an answer from across.

"From this moment onwards, you must promise. Promise to stand stronger for yourself, as long as I strengthen myself." He then slipped a few hairs into the wife's ears.

Arsyad has accepted an offer to join his Om. That means the real challenge will start soon. He should also start preparing for his education with his Oms later.

"We're going to live in New York. Our new life will begin there. I hope, I will always be able to meet your needs, Kara."

Arsyad knew the decision he took would be accompanied by a consequence behind him. But he has made this decision, which means that he is also ready to bear all the risks.

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TB

Yuhu.

Gercepp read that he said yesterday curious about the same decision yanda. So, what now? paid off?

Don't forget to like, vote, comment and share this story if you like. I'm also kind of sad, why do the likes and see my story getting less and less. Is it because my writing is problematic? though I have tried to update on the sidelines of my activities. Yesterday I wanted an update, but I had a zoom meeting with the British embassy consultant for ICT Volunteers.

We'll see you in the next part. Spirit make another shaum ya😀

Bye bye👐

Sukabumi 17 Arp 2021